A Potter’s Play

 

It is first letter of the alphabet.
It is the ear of a pup you pet.
It is a funny clown’s hat.
It is the nose of a kitty cat.

It is a terpsichorean cobra’s head.
It is an Apsara pencil lead.
It is a naked Christmas tree.
It is a figure with corners three.

It is a tall young fold mountain.
It is a flag for a hurried train.
It is a yellow petal of chilli flower.
It is the gorgeous Eiffel tower.

It is a sail of a yacht sailing.
It is a piece of pizza craving.
It is the sharp claw of a tiger.
It is a safe tent were you linger.

It is the shiny canine you own.
It is a spotted Desi scarf worn.
It is an elegant cut of cheese.
It is a road sign ok please?

It is a exotic bond I say,
With fantasy and wonder on tray.
It is all yet a potter’s clay,
Don’t tear away in dismay.
There’s still a long long way,
In a manner of radioactive decay?

Just pick a cafe au lait,
One silent calm soirée.
And triple action replay,
All but wonder in a similar way
Of the potter’s play
To remember forever and a day…

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